"... Good for him. I think. Have a lovely time."

"I'll call again if we're not going to be back in a day or so."

"Okay."

Both Fëanáros are watching her impatiently 

End of call. "All done."

"Great, I can get him to a library," says the older Fëanáro, "and you can come see our new world. It's beautiful."

"He might want to steal your library."

"I can get you a copy of all the books," he says, "galactics have very fast book copying."

"I wouldn't steal your books," Fëanáro says.

"You should, if I wouldn't give them to you!"

Bella giggles.

The city is astonishingly pretty, and bigger than Tirion - "we had three hundred Years for the population to grow," Fëanáro says, and at its center is a university rather than a palace.

"Is father the King?"

"Technically," he says dismissively. "Our son is in charge."

Huh.

"Why?"

"I don't really know," he says, "he likes it and it makes him happy. And he's good at it, not that that's hard."

...really now.

"Are our kids smart?"

"They are! Smart and ambitious and brave."

"All of them?"

"Every one."

"Are they all around now?"

"No, Tyelcormo and the twins'll be wandering the galaxy and I think Moryo's off too."

"But the other three we can meet?"

"I expect they'll be very excited."

"Will they like me?" Fëanáro says.

"Of course they will, you're me. And they'll like Bella because she's Loki. Although Maitimo likes everyone so his liking you isn't very meaningful."

"Everyone?"

"Everyone he disliked is dead, anyway."

"Did he kill them?" says Fëanáro.

"No, Loki did."

"At some point I do need to meet her and form my opinion less secondhand," remarks Bella.

"He hated them because they tortured him for years, erased and tampered with his memories, and left him unable to tell reality from sadistic hallucinations. Loki was entirely justified."

"I didn't so much suspect she didn't have a good reason as want to hear the kind of context it will be easier for her to anticipate I might want than it is for you."

"Should I talk to you like I'd talk to her? I can do that, it's just not as interesting to Fëanáro - oh, Fëanáro, I can teach you Asgardian..."

Fëanáro wants to learn Asgardian.

"I don't know how you normally talk to her," Bella says. "We have evidently had really different histories even if it's the same underlying personality, it might or might not even be an improvement. If you're going to talk in Asgardian please translate by osanwë."

"I am not sure how much of temperament is species or nurture or nature," he says, and then switches to Asgardian with an under translation. "We were exiled because of the war, so after it we moved to this planet. Everyone can teleport, but we'd hardly want to visit Valinor."